"It was summer at that time, which happened to be the season for traveling. What a beautiful thing it was for the whole family to go out together. Unfortunately, it happened while we were still on the road."
"The bus took a break and stopped at a gas station in the mountains. Everyone got off the bus to go to the gas station, use the restroom, or buy things. I took my sister and hesitated for a while in the convenience store, and then the tragedy happened."
"A cargo truck rushed down from the uphill slope and knocked the bus over to the bottom of the mountain road. The bus carrying our family just flipped over and turned down the slope dozens of meters deep."
"Dandan was only four or five years old at the time. I took her to the gas station and asked the gas station employee to call 120 for her."
"The slope there is not difficult to get down, but the gas station employees stopped me and asked me to wait for rescue. I didn't know why the place was so remote, so I waited for nearly an hour."
"The rescue and 120 arrived almost at the same time. They had measures to ensure safety when rescuing people. After all the body parts of the car were towed up, the managers of the ambulances that came from 120 said: 'The driver of the accident escaped and there are no family members here.
If there are no police to follow the car, we can't take the initiative to treat him."
"I really couldn't control my emotions at the time, but no matter how much I begged them to save people, they still kept saying that minor family members were not included, and I couldn't change anything."
"Later...then the police finally arrived. It took them another hour, but all the people in the car died without treatment."
"I am alone, bringing my sister back to my house. I don't know how to tell Dandan where the adults have gone. I even thought about going with them. But I can't die yet, as you said
Like that, what will Dandan do if I die?"
"If it weren't for me, Dandan would be far away from my end. I can only be strong and lead Dandan to earn a living."
"In the beginning, relatives and friends of our parents came to visit us and gave us a small amount of living expenses. Unfortunately, as time went by, those people stayed away from us."
"I think, if this is the case, then I won't beg for the two dollars in a low voice. I will start working before I graduate from high school."
"After that, I got admitted to a good university. I didn't plan to go, but my classmates persuaded me to go, saying that there would be scholarships and the like, and I could also work part-time. I would earn as much as I would if I started working now."
"Now that I think about it, I really regret going to college. I thought that graduating from college would have a higher starting point than graduating from high school. I took Dandan with me to take care of her, and I was able to make do with her tuition."
"It turned out that Dandan got leukemia before I graduated from college... It really made things worse... I went to work in the black market boxing..."
After talking about his sister's illness, Xiong Weiqun couldn't speak for a long time. He opened his eyes and didn't know where he was looking.
Zhong Ping was shocked by the content of the words and didn't know what to say. There was something wrong with the social system, everyone was always talking about it, but the tragedy was happening right in front of him, and it was really difficult for him to accept it.
He knew that Xiong Weiqun hated society, but what he didn't know was these inside stories. The hospital said that there were no adult family members or policemen accompanying the car. It was simply because they were afraid that the interests of the hospital would not be protected. So many lives were lost in such barren mountains and mountains.
, even public opinion will not spread so quickly. It is basically impossible for a minor or a child to attract attention at this time.
Before Zhong Ping could come up with any words of comfort, Xiong Weiqun, who had been suppressing his emotions and telling stories, continued: "As long as I still have a little consciousness, I will never enter the hospital. There are many snakes, scorpions and beasts there.
Dandan is still in the hospital. You don’t know how much I worry about her every day, but I just can’t stay with her every day..."
After saying this, Xiong Weiqun finally glared at Zhong Ping, and his tone finally changed: "I will never go to the hospital."
Zhong Ping was still fighting with nature in his heart, and finally reluctantly agreed with Xiong Weiqun, saying that he would not drag him to the hospital anymore, but when he looked at Xiong Weiqun, he had already closed his eyes again.
Recalling the experience Xiong Weiqun just talked about, Zhong Ping felt the same way, how could he say such a thing in such a plain tone. Xiong Weiqun was so depressed that Zhong Ping felt tightness in his chest and angina pectoris.
This kind of character was probably forged out of the time when I took my sister to get back on track. Children aged four and five are in a sensitive period. They laugh when the people around them laugh, cry when the people around them cry, and they cry when the people around them cry.
They will be afraid when people are afraid, and they will be irritable when people around them are angry.
Looking at Dandan's strong current situation, it was not difficult for him to imagine how much Xiong Weiqun had to bear on his own and how much he had learned from his sister.
As he thought about it, he felt an indescribable sense of sadness coming over him. When his nose became sore, he started crying like the children in the kindergarten he taught. He gave birth to a deep feeling of middle school.
Feeling, thinking that Xiong Weiqun won't shed tears, does this mean that he can relieve Xiong Weiqun's emotions?
Looking at the unconscious Xiong Weiqun's face and sobbing for a long time, Zhong Ping finally managed to stabilize his emotions. Then he remembered that Xiong Weiqun was still injured and had a high fever and refused to go to the hospital. If he didn't do something, Xiong Weiqun might have died.
I left it at his home.
When he thought about this aspect, he wiped his nose, put on his clothes, and went downstairs to the drugstore to buy trauma medicine. The clerk explained to him responsibly how often the medicine should be changed, what kind of disinfection should be used, and the wound should never be exposed to small things like water.
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Zhong Ping's nose was still red at that time. He didn't know whether it was from crying or from the cold. He thanked him gratefully, took the medicine and returned upstairs. Then he began to make psychological preparations for disinfecting the wound, applying medicine and bandaging, and moved his hands in one breath.